I love the story of Les Miserables.   Just a few minutes ago,  I was lying on my friends’ couch (my typical Saturday night state–thank

I was walking and talking with God by the river tonight, watching and listening to the Canadian geese, thinking all over again about how they

“I wonder if there’s anyone else who ever did something this idiotic?” I asked my aunt, from my position on her carpet, as I stuffed

Found at William and Reba’s, my brother’s house From under the semi truck in front of me, a cloud of lumber, cardboard boxes, and foam

October 15, next Wednesday…This is the day my mom would have turned 57. Fifty-seven is so young in the world of healthcare. My grandparents are